Photos of the Kids

Halloween

Our health conscious boy really didn't care about trick or treating.  Apparently it was much more fun to 'fly' around the parking lot

Nanna

My mom flew out to help with Eliza and I talked her into staying for 3 weeks.  She recently returned from an 18 month mission in Nauvoo so it was great to spend the last few weeks with her and catch up.  Plus Cordon got to spend time with Nanna and see that she is more then a face on Skype.  My mom was WONDERFUL!!!!  I am so blessed to have such a sweet caring person for a mom.  She completely took over all the household chores so I could veg out and be lazy before Eliza came, then veg out and be lazy and recoup after Eliza came.  She even got up with Cordon every morning so I could sleep in.  Here are a few pictures summing up her visit.

She took Cordon and Bud on lots of walks so I could nap in peace. 

 Eliza's Mad Scientist hair.  The picture doesn't do it justice, but imagine Doc from Back to the Future.  She has a great mullet. 

 We have a thumb sucker. 

 We went to Chris's work so my mom could take a tour of the plant.  It's always fun to see how things are made.  Cordon working on his phone skills.  He picks up a phone says "who is it... ok bye bye"

 Lots of drives to look at all the fall colors. 

 Hershey's Chocolate World.  We left with 4 HUGE cupcakes and we ate them in about 3 days, (plus pounds of kisses and other chocolates) I think I've regained all my pregnancy weight. 

 A statue of Abraham Lincoln at Gettysburg. 

A knight at the Renaissance Faire flirting with my mom

My mom spent most of the day trying to take pictures of all the great costumes people wore to the faire.  The one above was our favorite.  What does a fairy have to do with the Renaissance?

Eliza Anne Thompson

Eliza was born 10-3-2010.  She was 7 lbs 10.5 oz and 19.5 inches long.  She came 11 days early and I couldn't have been happier about that.  The last two weeks of pregnancy were really hard for me.  I was exhausted, achy, and my hormones where all over the place.  I had had enough, so when I suddenly had regular contractions one day I was thrilled.  I went to the Dr and was told that I had started to dilate.  Yahoo!  My mom changed her flight to come early and then I took maters into my own hands.  I looked up all the ways to naturally induce labor and tried everyone one of them.  Including the dreaded Castor oil.  For 3 days I had several false alarms, including false labor and bleeding.  Each time I rushed to the Dr. or hospital they said "sorry, it's not time" and sent me home.  Finally, my water broke and the hospital had to admit me.

Now I know you have all seen movies and heard stories where a women's water breaks and it's a big undeniable gush. Unfortunately for me this was not the case.  Saturday night I woke up to use the bathroom and on the way a little bit of fluid came out.  I thought I had an accident.  When it happened two more times I started to wonder if my water had broken, however there was nothing coming out in between bathroom trips so I was extremely confused.  8 hours later I finally called my Dr.  She said odds are that my water had not broken but to be safe I should go to the hospital.  A nurse checked me, but she couldn't tell, and neither could the hospitals high tech strip of paper to see if my water broke.  Two hours later the Dr. finally came to check me and it was at that moment that I finally got the undeniable gush.  Apparently the slow leaking with dry spells in between is called a high leakage and is rare. 

Anyways, I was only dilated to a 2 so they hooked me up to the pitocin.  Fortunately, they let me have the epidural whenever I wanted.  90 min later that wonderful numbness kicked in and I spent the next few hours watching movies.  20 min of pushing and Eliza was here. 

 Headed home in the air jordon outfit that Chris bought 5 years ago.  Cordon has the same one in blue

This picture cracks me up. Usually it's the child that is not looking at the camera.

 The first time my mom and Chris brought Cordon to the hospital he completely ignored Eliza and anyone holding her.  He spent the whole time eating my food. 

Baby Shower

 A couple weeks ago a women from church called and said she was planning a baby shower for me and just wanted to know what date was best for me.  When I started to protest a bit, telling her I really didn't need one she informed me that everything was already planned, games, food, etc, and everyone was already invited.  Being the center of attention and playing generic baby shower games is a form of cruel and unusual punishment for me.  For 2 weeks I stressed about this shower and wanted nothing to do with it.  But once again I was given a lesson in pre-judgment and not focusing on the negative side of things.  The shower was a blast.

Most of the women that came are stay at home moms with young children, so having a night off with friends was like winning the lottery.  Everyone let loose and really got into the games.  People got very competitive, and it was hilarious to watch. 

 

My friend Rachel is amazing talented when it comes to making cakes.  The detail on this was amazing.  

  

Blind folded 'moms' feeding their 'babies.'  Check out the face on the blond to the left.  Blindfolded and still making the 'mmmm' face.  I guess it helped though because they won. 

 Who can change the doll the fastest?  New mom or experienced mom?  Experienced mom won, because she cheated.  Mormon women sure can get competitive. 

 We got a lot of really cute girl clothes. 

 When I finished opening the gifts a friend informed me that she had written down everything I said while opening gifts.  She then repeated the list and called it "Things Jannie said while the baby was conceived"  I laughed so hard that I thought the baby was going to join us.  I had never heard of this game.  Not everyone there appreciated it but I sure got a kick out of it.  

mmmmmmmm!

Schroeder

 My Peanut Character

"I Em Do"

 Cordon turned two this weekend.  As far as celebrations go, it was pretty pathetic.  Cordon had not slept well for several nights in a row so he woke up grumpy.  That morning Chris and I both had separate errands to run so Cordon was dragged all over town.  He refused to take a nap so by the afternoon he was not a pleasant person.  We loaded up and headed to Chocolate world, only to find out that there was a Rihanna/Kesha concert going on so parking was non existent.  We ended up at a park instead where poor Cordon fell off a slide onto his head. After dinner we made the mistake of letting Cordon open his present before giving him cake. How stupid are we?  So of course when we tried to drag him away from his new train set to blow out candles he had a fit.  He calmed down enough to attempt to blow out candles then he took one bite said "all done cake" and kept eye balling the train.  We finally gave up and let him go back to his ever important train set.  The cake was then consumed by his sister, via mom (mmmmmm) Good thing he is only 2 and won't remember this day.  Happy Birthday anyways little man, We love you.

 Apparently life is very funny when viewed through a colander. 

Oh Summer Where Art Thou?

I know it's cliche but, where did the summer go?  I really can't believe that August is halfway over.  And by no means am I complaining about it.  This just puts me closer to D day and further away from the horrible heat waves we have had.  

Chris did swim lessons with Cordon and it turned out to be wonderful for him.  Cordon has never been a huge fan of water, even baths were more of a chore for him.  But now you can't get him away from water.  The swim lessons helped him realize that water was a fun thing.  He now asks for a bath every night, and will play until the water is freezing and his fingers are all pruny. 

I love Cordons stiff little body
 

One day I was to lazy to put a swim diaper on Cordon while he was playing in the kiddie pool on the deck.  Talk about super absorbent. 

























We just discovered this lake only 30 min from us. It doesn't have a beach but the water is the perfect temperature and you have to go pretty far out before it gets to deep. 

Two cute boys.

Only 9 weeks left.  Yippee!

I found out that my aunt, uncle and 2 cousins were going to be in D.C for a few days so I called them to tell them I was going to crash their party one day.  It isn't often that I have family nearby so when someone is close I do what I can to see them.  (although Chris' sister just moved to D.C so it will be nice to have family close again)

We are all pouting after having to endure the most boring tour.  This church supposedly had artifacts from the Holy Land.  I guess I missed that part when I was sleep walking. 









My parents will be officially done with their mission in Nauvoo this weekend.  Has it really been 18 months?  I think they are really going to miss it but will be glad to get back to their regular lives and grand kids.  My mom said it will be strange for her to wear jeans again. 

My dad found a half dead raccoon one day.  He nursed the raccoon back to health and became his adoptive mother.  His name is Melvin and follows my dad everywhere.  I think the rest of the missionary's are going to be bored with out my dad around to entertain them.  How many other Sr. missionary's throw candy bars out their car window to other missionary's walking by. 

My mom trying to cool off. 
















As a final note.  The little switch inside Cordons head that flicked off after he turned one, has now turned back on.  He is suddenly acting like a normal toddler again and doing a mad dash to catch up.  In 2 days he learned 30 words and is now putting 3 words together.  He plays great with other kids and now has no problem exploring new things.  At this point we are doing therapy once a month and will probably stop by the end of the year. I told the therapists that they were not allowed to leave until after the new baby comes just in case cordon doesn't adjust well.  


P.S. I do not like the bloggers updates.  I am having a hard time getting my pictures and texts where i want them.